Comprehensive film and television: Extreme reversal and inevitable death

The red snake danced wildly, the sky was dark and the earth was gloomy.

The hissing sounds from the snakes twisting together made all the humans present unconsciously feel a shudder from their souls' instincts.

Seeing this, everyone involuntarily stopped what they were doing. Only the ghosts, who suddenly no longer needed to be beaten, stood there swaying back and forth, thinking that the humans playing against them were stupid, and let out a questioning "Ah?"

The wind and snow were still blowing around the imperial city, and coupled with the ferocious performance of the giant red snake tree, it really looked like the end of the world was coming.

Compared with the simple makeshift troupe that Langya had originally set up in the Forbidden City, it seemed to have a much more atmospheric feel.

As one of the people who enjoyed VIP movie-watching treatment, Yuwen Yong felt the most deeply about this.

He stared in amazement at the towering tree that destroyed his palace as soon as it appeared, and his scalp felt tingling.

Looking at Yang Xuewu beside him, who also had a look of shock on her face, but soon turned into secret delight and said, "It turns out that our Wuxiang clan is so strong!", Yuwen Yong swallowed his saliva very sincerely.

Seeing these strange things appearing, each one more bizarre than the last, Yuwen Yong could no longer convince himself to put the word "Goddess" back on Yang Xuewu's head.

But now he was already on the pirate ship, so he could only abandon his conscience as a human being and pray that Yang Xuewu could win this battle between gods and ghosts.

Otherwise, he couldn't imagine what kind of fate would befall him once he fell into the hands of that mob whose heads were filled with anger!

Yang Xuewu, who was also fooled by the appearance of the giant red snake tree, was different. Although she didn't think that this thing was summoned by her, she had already determined in her heart that everything that was happening now was related to her current desperate situation.

After all, she had never studied hard since she was a child, and apart from knowing that Baishan Village was inherited from the ancient Wuxiang lineage, she knew nothing else.

However, in Yang Xuewu's mind, which was smooth without a single groove, since she believed that their clan had an extraordinary origin, it was normal for them to have some miraculous means of self-preservation, but she herself did not know it.

Now it is nothing more than a coincidence, it is just destiny.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuewu's momentum that had just disappeared returned instantly.

Feeling that she had the protection of her ancestors, she immediately straightened her back, a look of joy appeared on her face, and proudly pointed at Zheng Er and said:

"Zheng'er, you've seen it, right? My Wuxiang clan has its own magical means. If you admit defeat now and tell the world that you are the deceitful witch, I can still give you another chance to atone for your sins!"

Even at this time, Yang Xuewu could still say such words. Zheng Er didn't know whether to say that she was really stupid, or simply easily deceived by villains and lost her mind.

"Obsessive."

As soon as Zheng Er, who looked like Guanyin but had a heart as vicious as a snake, finished speaking, the fire phoenix and the golden dragon that had been waiting beside her rushed towards the giant red snake tree in unison.

The venom of the red snake group is highly corrosive.

Although the Fire Phoenix and the Golden Dragon had already withstood most of the damage with their own bodies, seeing that even a few drops of venom falling from the sky could burn a big hole in the floor, both humans and corpses present tacitly stayed away from the main battlefield.

They collectively moved to the corners, continued to slack off and fight, and occasionally exclaimed in amazement at the sparks in the sky.

——It’s not in vain that I came here today, it’s not in vain! It’s worth it!

The three huge beasts fought fiercely, and from time to time, a few flashes of light appeared in the dark clouds.

"Boom - boom -"

Thunder roared and broke through the clouds. Even God couldn't stand it anymore.

Zheng Er sprinkled Yangzhi Ganlu from time to time to help the people on the ground recover to their best condition. He did what a qualified assistant should do and silently waited for the best time to use his ultimate move.

When people with strong martial virtues find out that they will not die no matter what they do, they become so excited that they jump up and down and dance like crazy. It's nothing more than that.

Soon, the opportunity that Zheng Er had been waiting for finally arrived.

Gao Changgong, who looked haggard and slovenly, and who obviously had a very bad time among the beggars recently, sneakily avoided the fight between the strange beasts and tried to get closer to Yang Xuewu little by little.

He wanted revenge. He wanted revenge on Yang Xuewu who had caused him to lose everything. He was almost going crazy thinking about it!

There’s no better time than now!

Of course Zheng Er would give him this opportunity.

So, after a thunderbolt with purple light exploded in the air, Zheng Er quickly put on the Golden Wheel of Merit and adjusted the power to maximum, making it as bright as a miniature sun.

"Evil beast, it seems that you have no remorse at all! Well, today, even if I have to use up all my skills, I will definitely subdue you here!"

After saying this, the lotus platform began to spin faster.

All the people could see was the Zheng'er brand sun rising higher and higher.

Then, a Buddhist chant full of compassion was heard in the sky.

"Amitabha. I want to get rid of the demon. Please help me, Buddha. Come, God, Palm!"

A huge golden Buddha's handprint suddenly fell from the sky, and the dazzling light made it impossible for people to open their eyes.

"boom--!"

In the end, everyone present could only hear a loud bang, and when they opened their eyes again, all they saw was the ruins of a completely collapsed palace.

The giant red snake tree disappeared completely on the spot, leaving only a few wisps of black smoke that still emitted a foul smell.

After fighting with them for a while, the fire phoenix and the golden dragon, whose feathers and scales were mostly bald, flew towards Zheng'er joyfully. With a flash of white light, they disappeared directly into her jade bottle.

Under the huge Buddha's hand pit that fell from the sky, lay the dying white-haired Yuwen Yong.

And Yang Xuewu, who although her clothes were tattered and she looked disheveled, seemed to be in good spirits.

Just now, Yang Xuewu, who felt that her life was about to be threatened, suddenly recalled the accusations that Gao Changgong had made against her, such as "absorbing lifespan to sustain herself".

So, she subconsciously pulled over Yuwen Yong who was trying to escape.

The small system also chose the right time, and after the explosion, it quickly sprinkled medicinal powders with different effects on them.

This move successfully allowed Yuwen Yong to intuitively feel the power of the evil woman Yang in sucking the life of others.

After seeing with her own eyes that she was fine despite such serious injuries, Yang Xuewu couldn't help but feel like floating.

It was at this moment that Gao Changgong, who had been squatting nearby and trying to hunt in the wild, jumped into the pit without hesitation and stabbed the dagger into her chest with force.

"Yang Xuewu! You deserve to die!"

Seeing this scene, if Yuwen Yong had not been unable to move, he would have been unable to help but give a thumbs up to this old rival who no longer looks like his former self.